I think the thing that gets me every year is the heat...and the humidity. I was supposed to hit 25km today...instead I only managed 23km. Not terrible, but after this last weeks failure of workouts I'm starting to listen to the voices in my head. The ones that are saying i cant do this...that I'm nuts for even wanting to. The ones that are begging me to quit and enjoy summer for a change.
I just can't seem to let the dream go though. Working out 7 days a week is tough though. All i want to do it have a day or two where I'm not killing myself with workouts. Is that a bad thing? I don't think so, but it would seem that in order to get to a 50 miler you have to work out 7 days a week.
Add to that my extra runs for run club and running BOP with many of the clinics and I'm starting to feel that I'm losing my speed. I know logically it doesn't make sense...i know that if I just had rest days like I used to, I could totally slam out everything I used to. The problem is that by the end of the week I want to cry I'm so tired.
This is what I've worked for though...and it never fails...by the time monday rolls around I'm ready to start over again.
I feel crazy.
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